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I’ve got no problem reminding him that she’s mine. I plan on telling her just how taken she is as soon as I can get her alone. I’ve wasted so much fucking time and there’s no way I’m letting her leave without talking to me.
We’re waiting for campus security to finish checking the integrity of the door after I shook the shit out of it. Evidently I could’ve caused a real problem.If they only fucking knew.
“Stay with me,” I lean down to ask her and my heart pauses to hear her answer before beating again.
“I’ll stay for as long as you want me to,” she says while looking up at me.Forever. Stay forever.
Campus security asks her if she needs anything else and she shakes her head no. That Building Director is staring at her and I don’t fucking like it.
“How about you ban that frat fuck for life?” I glare at him and grind down on my molars. He goes on about giving us boththe same thirty day ban from the building and I just roll my eyes.I’ll make sure he stays the hell away.
He’s fucking stalling and fishing for things to say to her when he tells her again that if she needs anything to come see him. I’m ready to pop off when I hear him say that he’s available to her day or night.This clown has a death wish.If she needs anythingever, I’ll be the one to take care of it.Fuck off, dipshit.
“That won’t be necessary, I’m fine now.” Sloane says to thetoo eager to pleaseBuilding Director and I growl at him through my damn lock jaw.
“I’m so glad you were there,” she says when they finally leave. There’s trepidation in her words and I hate it.
I entwine my fingers with hers and she lets me hold her delicate hand..
“I’m always here,” I tell her while bringing her bandaid-dressed fingers up to my mouth and grazing a kiss over her knuckles. She probably thinks I mean metaphorically.If she only knew how many nights I’ve spent out here.
Her hand is like a block of ice and I immediately reach back behind my head and pull off my hoodie. “Put this on, you’re cold.” She tilts her head to the side and looks cute as hell watching me while I adjust my long sleeved shirt.
“What about you? It’s gettin’ chilly out here.” I push the sweatshirt into her hands and wait for her to take it. In reality I’m offering her so much more than just my clothes but we’ll get there. It’s taken me too much time to get my head right but now, there’s no turning back.
“I’m fine, I promise,” I assure her and those whiskey eyes study me for a second before she pulls it on. Watching her tuck herself into my sweatshirt does something to me. My heart triples in size and my insides feel like they’re being rearranged to make room.
I’m jealous of my damn hoodie and need to touch her too. I grab her cold hand and rub my thumb over her little icicle fingers.
“I wanna show you something.” I need to show her that I’ve been with her in my own fucked up way. That I’ve never been able to go far.That it’s always been her.
I lead her around the trees and shrubs and bring her to my spot. I bring her to where I jog in place and to a flatter spot, where I like to sit for a while when I come to see her.
I stand behind her and stare at my name and number on the back of my future wife. My rock hard cock points right at her and takes up the space between us.
“Look through there, you see the left side of the building?” She nods and looks over her shoulder so her face is closer to mine.
I’m about to choke on my whole fucking tongue when she glances up at me with those big sexy eyes. I haven’t even kissed this beautiful girl yet, and I know in my fucking soul that I’ll never kiss another woman for as long as I live. Even in the afterlife. It’s always going to be her.
“What do you look at when you’re out here?” She asks and turns her whole body toward me. I reach out to cup her cheek and search her face. I know she knows it's been me watching and from her sweet smile, she seems to be perfectly fine with it.Good girl.
When she leans into my calloused palm, it’s the first time in forever that I feel like I’m alive. And when she tilts her head up toward mine it makes me feel like I have something to live for.Her.
Damn, I want to kiss her. My heartbeats out like a drum roll. “This is it,” I hear the devil loud and clear.
“Don’t fuck it up,” the angel tsks. I roll my shoulders back and send them both flying. I don’t want any more distractions. I just want this perfect moment with my perfect girl.
“You, Birdie, I look at you.” I tell her while I run my thumb down her jaw line and grip her chin. I lean down to kiss her and it’s fucking life changing.
Her perfectly parted lips taste like a warm summer day, Christmas morning, and skating on fresh ice.All my favorite things.
I’m addicted when her tongue melts into my mouth and instantly want more. I’ve never tasted anything like her and plan on never going another day without kissing her for as long as I live.
I suck on her pink and plump bottom lip and smile into her mouth when her frozen fingertips travel over my heated skin. She leaves a trail of goosebumps as her cold little hands reach up over my arms, shoulders, and wrap around my neck. I reach down to hug my arms around her trim waist and pull her closer into me.
With her hourglass body tight against mine, there isn’t a chance in hell she doesn’t feel how fucking hard I am when I wedge my thigh between her legs.My cock is like a steel pipe.
She kisses me like a fucking boss and fights for control. I’ve got no problem surrendering to her. She rewards me with a twirl of her tongue that has me fucking dizzy.
